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Thousands of hands

Reaching up to a red sky

That will not hold them

As the banners wave slogans faded

From a time not yet seen

Begging forgiveness

And wearing beliefs

Of righteous understanding

Bloody boots tread city streets

Riveted with iron

And tracks of smoke

She speaks but in her verse

They speak but in verse

No sound comes

Thousands of hands

Reaching up to a red sky

That will not hold them

As the banners wave slogans faded

Suppress

Silence

Conceal

Exalt

Raking flesh with cleansing fire

Wounds that will never heal

Students on a funeral pyre

Driven by fanatic zeal

A legacy enshrined in blood

Forever in death

Forever in death

Crushed under the weight of intolerance

On the dawn of a brave new world

They twist the arm of fate

Justice denied

A throne escapes

In purgatory

A goddess of democracy

Weeps

Now